Black Poetry : pocket sizes...


Well-Known Member
May 31, 2008
Beaumont/Port Arthur, Texas
College Student

pocket size #1

what got me was the smooth way
you raped what was left of my identity…
the way you grappled and gripped with
destroying what could have lived…that’s
what I get for falling in love with a
confused soul.

pocket size # 8

regardless of how many suns you consume
you won’t be able to lighten up what we used
to have. I’ve figured that where ‘we’re’ concerned;
it’s best if you be sun and i be moon and we occupy
our respective spheres.

pocket size #2

it’s a pity that i can purchase things to enhance
my beauty and add to what i have, however
you can’t even purchase things ‘cause how can one
purchase poverty to enhance the poverty of
one’s soul?

pocket size #3

i got tired of listening to u radio
the same weak tunes, tunes that no longer
greet my ears with pleasure…but gives me
gas. mannnnnnnnn if I could un-subscribe
from you, trust me! I would!

pocket size # 4

i didn’t want to seem desperate…
hell don’t want to seem desperate, but
secretly I steal pieces of ur sound
and litter my bed with it.



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